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No time was wasted. As soon as they reached her Estate, the Contessa had them strung up by their rings, in the Mansion's courtyard.
She went very near to them and said, "The rest of your lives will be spent as my totally obedient ponygirls. And gone are your names of the past, from now on you will only respond to Blondie and Blackie, your pony names." With great delight, the Contessa watched as the handler shaved and fashioned their long and once-luxurious hair into pony manes. The shorn tresses were kept for use in their future butt-plug pony tails.
Then they were well flayed by the handler once more, for all to see. They were left there all day, to savor their new manes, decorated skin and taut bondage. Through it all, by now somewhat conditioned, they only whimpered and whinnied, very like animals.
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